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That be that cash piece cold restin' the dead

I walk like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash piece cold restin' the dead

It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead
It's shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead

Reporting from kinda star
Holly, CO sem team far
through the city in a tonka toy
I got old money, coulda a dinosaur

Only ride Chevy, never drive a
And my Coupe doors open like doors
Yep, red women, eyes adore
I'm a hoe, you know I'm a whore

Yep, cash money, cash money, boys
bitch, even a cop's a boy
When you say you want beef I got ya, boy
I'll let the Big Mac whop ya, boy

See my hanging like a, like a rasta boy
But with my in I'll turn into mufasa boy
We run up in ya casa, boy and blast off NASA boy

I walk around I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the

It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a dead
Cash money, money
I walk around like I got a S on my
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the

Cash money is army, nigga, know its gravy
If you ever fuck with youngin', if you fuck with baby
gon' be crazy, nigga doin' it like the 80's
Buncha young poppin' off and they sprayin'

Up in the we thankin' for the sunshine
Got to get my bling goin', for my chrome 9
Kiss momma 'cuz we out and gettin' mines
nigga in line 17 on the grind

Shoe first, not seein' mines
Big purses, dollar headlines
5 drops, OG the last big
Lord to the game, nigga till my time

father, like son, nigga this time
Junior got the fame and the game
200 on the dash, nigga, watch me
Doin' doughnuts in my hood, gettin' paper

I walk around like I got a S on my
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
That be cash money piece cold restin' the dead

That be that cash money, money
Be that cash money, c-c-cash
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a dead
It's shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead

is red, that's how we play it
A uptown be blood till I'm dead
That's what I said, I put some change in yah
If you ever line, nigga nuttin', but bread

50 shots from high, nigga, we won't
From puttin' on the slabs, nigga stirrin' the pots
Put the hammer on the jam, nigga, it and pops him
Put the rubber on the bands, nigga his knots

Bitch, I'ma boss, bitch, I'ma
And bury me like my on a cross
And 19, I shall over a cross
Shawty got that game on lock a vault

Weezy baby, kyan pepper, no
down on the hulk in the winter, it's your fault
I don't jump on the track, I pull
I got that S on my chest I'm supposed to follow

I around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around I got a S on my chest
That be cash money piece cold restin' the dead

That be that money, c-c-cash money
That be that cash money, money
I around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the